The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

What the two little ones didn’t know was that due to the faith issues of the Destruction Demon God Faction, their powers leaned towards brutality and ferocity. The nature of one’s power affects their appearance, and under the erosion of the Destruction attribute, over time their looks would inevitably distort to varying degrees, resulting in mostly ugly demons.

On the contrary, the power of the Guardian Demon God Faction is gentler, so the mental outlook of the Guardian Witches, represented by the Seven Great Demon Kings, is much better and isn’t twisted by their power. Comparatively, the probability of producing handsome men and beautiful women is hundreds of times greater than that of the Destruction Demon God Faction.

Normally, aside from the Lustful Demon, not many demons care that much about appearance. After all, in the Demon Realm and across demon tribes, strength is revered above all else. It’s not about who looks better. Even among special races like Enchanting Demons, their internal competition is about who is more seductive and who can extract more, rather than who is more beautiful.

When it comes to beauty, even if you add the entire Enchanting Demon race and half-demons with Enchanting Demon blood together, who can compete with the Lust Demon King’s Phantom: Triss?

However, does this demon lord with the most enchanting beauty have any noteworthy achievements?

What’s the use of being pretty? She doesn’t even flaunt it. If she weren’t relying on the inheritance and status of the Lust Demon King, selected by the new Demon Emperor, she might never even manage to complete a single demon’s defeat in her entire life and would live as the disgrace of Enchanting Demons.

It’s not just those who haven’t lived long in the Demon Realm’s Shanghai who don’t understand this; even Lynn was surprised when he found so many beautiful demonesses hidden in Sara’s royal palace.

He could understand Sara replacing all the demons in the palace with females for certain reasons, but he couldn’t quite grasp why even the demon maids sweeping the floors were so attractive.

Was this the creation of a "Lynn’s Happy Palace"?

But Sara wasn’t the Lust Demon King either, so how did her Fury align with this?

Uh, come to think of it, she has never properly demonstrated her Fury, has she?

Ilya’s arrogance is obvious, and Aya’s jealousy is now budding, but Sara’s Fury...

Well, it’s not entirely her fault; the nature of Fury requires specific conditions to be triggered.

Lynn wasn’t quite sure how Sara managed before, but ever since he started helping the Seven Great Demon Kings, their lives have been smooth sailing, with everything going as planned.

Ascending to power, consolidating authority, rapidly increasing strength, winning the war of faith decisively, completely clearing out the opposition, and smoothly advancing all reform measures...

In such circumstances, it’s hard to find anything to be angry about, let alone furious. Maybe someday in the future, if he takes the six demon kings out to play and deliberately leaves Sara behind, she might be so angry she jumps around?

Hmm, this trick might work on Aya too. She might jump even higher than Sara!

Thinking about all sorts of random thoughts, Lynn followed an aura to Sara’s chamber.

He "saw" that at this time, Sara was in her office dealing with affairs. While demons usually didn’t need to approve numerous documents, there were many matters that required her personal confirmation. In her office, there were over a thousand "monitoring screens" showing key locations and demon subjects responsible for resource transportation. Her office was also equipped with ten female secretaries from the Hundred-Eyed Demon tribe, responsible for monitoring these screens and reporting immediately if any anomalies arose.

Lynn didn’t disturb Sara at work and instead unceremoniously entered her chamber. Unlike the chamber she casually picked in the Demon Emperor Palace, her chamber in the Palace of Fury was her true boudoir.

It was only at this point that Lynn released the two little ones, and the three of them eagerly began to explore the private demon domain of the Furious Demon King.

He had to admit, Sara was someone who played with contrasts. The typically fiery, quick-tempered demon king had a chamber that was surprisingly pink. Not only were the bedsheets and quilt covers pink, but even the walls were painted pink. Add to that the legion of stuffed animals occupying two-thirds of the bed and four-fifths of the walls, it made Little Youli and Little Yuna’s eyes sparkle with excitement.

"I want to sleep here!"

The two little ones pointed to the empty spot on the pink bed and shouted in unison, clearly showing their genuine liking.

However, Lynn didn’t immediately agree to them, because that spot was supposed to be his. It’s not that he liked stuffed animals or dolls, but mainly because wherever Sara slept, he should be sleeping next to her to make sense.

"Lynn, why are you... huh?"

Just as Lynn reached out to press down on the two little ones, preventing them from climbing into someone else’s bed, the space within the chamber suddenly fluctuated. Before he knew it, the Furious Demon King Sara, who had been in her office a moment ago, appeared before him.

Residing within the Palace of Fury, Sara was its ruler. Though the Palace of Fury didn’t have a terrifying Palace Protection Array like the Demon Emperor Palace, it was still equipped with a sophisticated protective array. However, when Lynn and the others entered the palace, they deliberately concealed themselves, as the arrays of the Lower Realm couldn’t prevent the True God. When Lynn dispelled the concealment in the chamber, Sara immediately sensed it and returned at once.

However, just as she was about to joyfully greet her husband-to-be, the first thing she saw wasn’t Lynn himself but two little girls racing each other to climb onto her bed.

These two little girls looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere, perhaps back on the Divine Protection Continent...

"Miracle Saint Emperor, you..."

"Alright, no need to act. These two kids might be even more of a demon than you."

Sara, realizing what was happening, was about to put on an act of being shocked and flustered, but before the play even began, Lynn waved his hand to stop her.

Sara, who never quite understood why Lynn brought his kids from the Miracle World, was even more baffled hearing what he said.

What does "even more of a demon than me" mean? Is "demon" an adjective now?

And these two kids are just little girls of the Human Race, how are they considered demons?

Not understanding much, Sara could only accept the parts she could comprehend for now. She put away her acting skills, walked curiously to the edge of the bed, and sat down, eagerly watching the two little cuties stepping in place under Lynn’s palm.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Little Youli."

"Hello Auntie, my name is Little Yuna."

"We are Daddy Lynn’s daughters, we’re eight years old, nice to meet you." ×2.

Under Sara’s gaze, the two little ones, undaunted, first introduced themselves in unison and then politely greeted their prospective new mom in unison.

Auntie...

Such a cute title, is it meant for me?

Sara listened to the crisp voices of the two little ones and felt a sudden warmth in a place within her heart, a feeling she couldn’t quite describe.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before, not even when Lynn kissed her. At that time, there was a bit of fluttering in her heart, but it wasn’t as warm as when the two little cuties called her auntie.

"Yes, good children, Auntie is very happy to meet you too... oh dear..."

Secretly fond of pink girly style, Sara was utterly delighted by the pink, chubby "daughters" in front of her. Warm with affection, she couldn’t resist stretching her hand, attempting to brush away Lynn’s hand from their heads, and replace it with her own.

And of course, she wouldn’t be as rough as Lynn. Such adorable little ones should be pampered. She wanted to gently pat their round heads, pinch their chubby cheeks, and finally—

Yet before Sara could finalize her plan, after quickly brushing Lynn’s hand aside and reaching to pet Little Youli’s head, she unexpectedly "thudded" onto the floor while still seated on the bed’s edge. Despite her peak strength as a demon king, even Sara wasn’t prepared for this, only managing to let out a surprised yelp.